These teeth cut through during the Christmas break, and Evelyn wasn't cranky about them, just very vocal. One Sunday in Sacrament Meeting I had to leave the chapel because she was squealing and talking quite loudly. It was awfully cute, but really loud as well.
Figuring out the high chair toys are not as cool as she once thought.
Being a good eater. Still spitting up though.
Solidly sitting up at six months. She loved being a bit more vertical on her own.
Such a cute girl.
Hiding in the couch.
Daddy tried to get her to wear the Red Sox hat, but she wasn't having any of it.
By seven months, she was scooting around and leaving her blanketed play zone.
It was a lot of work trying to rip that book off the shelf though.
Push-ups aren't an easy thing to do when you can't crawl yet!
Hanging out with Dad. Poor kid, her cheeks were chapped from the dry winter air.
She found a ping pong ball one day, which I eventually took away, but not before I took pictures of her.
Going back for more.
Here she is, figuring out how to make her crib more fun to play in. Stinker.
Prunes are yummy! She was a little constipated, so she got a daily dose of pureed prunes.
No comments:
Post a Comment